Tuesday, October 25, 2005


You’ll never squawk alone

`[..] when a passer-by found what looked like a human foetus in an alleyway they assumed the worst.

Within hours one kindly soul had laid a bunch of flowers at the scene, expressing her sorrow. Another did likewise, imploring the mother she suspected of aborting her child to come forward.

After five days the alley behind Oakfield Road, Anfield, had become a sprawling shrine filled with flowers, teddy bears and cards.

Yesterday Merseyside police took the unusual step of announcing that their investigation was over and that the foetus in question had been that of. . . a chicken.’

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